Princess Flurry Heart trotted briskly across Ponyville. The Castle of Friendship loomed in the distance, its crystalline spires glistening in the sunlight.
Two happy ponies galloped beside her. Friends. Friends. A peach shape and a yellow shape. Brown and orange manes.
Pegasi flew overhead. Music wafted from Sugarcube Corner. Princess Flurry Heart looked towards the northeast. The School of Friendship loomed, flanked by cascading waterfalls. Glistening in the moonlight.
A cold wind blew.
Flurry Heart stopped in her tracks. She looked towards the golem in the west. Its massive frame was surrounded by a complicated lattice of wooden scaffolding. Ponies in hard hats and armored suits climbed all along the towering flank, legs, and withers of the metal colossus. Several pegasi hoisted the dappled skin of the mechanical beast, slowly applying the adhesive over the steel frame, giving it a brown sugar coat. A zeppelin hovered in from above, dangling an enormous internal combustion engine via steel cables. A unicorn in a hot air balloon twirled a pair of glowsticks as the mechanical mess was slowly lowered into the hollow chassis of the enormous artifice.
Birds flocked overhead. Their hooves glistening in the foglight. Glisten. Friends. Friends.
Flurry Heart looked at her watch.
It was ten o'clock.
She took a breath and trotted briskly across Ponyville. The Castle of Friendship loomed in the distance flanked by waterfalls that wafted music out every window smelling of candy corn. Pegasi flew overhead, their heads conjoining with the beat. Princess Twilight was expecting her. Dad was away on business with the buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
A cold wind blew.
Flurry Heart stopped in her tracks. She looked towards the golem in the west. It looked back. Its eyes were lamprey mouths made out of zippers and refrigerator parts. Ponies in hard hats swung from hammocks, eating lunch and laughing above the hungry flame. The jaws were made out of stainless steel. Like the forks back in the palace. She slipped a morsel of broccoli in her mouth and hoped the joints in her skull could deafen the complaints mom had about daddy's poor performance in the bedroom buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.
Flurry Heart looked at her watch.
It was crimson o'clock.
She shrumpled aftwards. A brown and browner shape. Friends. Friends. Glistening crimson glistening buffalo. Mom couldn't wait for dad to die. A dusty bed. Tombstones that need new springs. Heart-shaped runes of the Crystal Empire burning against the shadow moonlight sunlight buffalo buffalo buffalo it stared back at her with eyes made out of dad's sighs as the pegasi bore holes for each giant brown sugar follicle while the unicorn's glowlights twirled and twirled buffalo buffalo buffalo